Hi everyone! Happy (late) New Year! Long time no see! Hope you're all excited because I am. This is the honeymoon chapter that many of you have been patiently waiting for!

WARNING!: IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY RATED M MATERIAL THEN I WOULD SUGGEST THAT YOU SKIP THIS CHAPTER. YOU WON'T MISS TOO MUCH. BUT THEN AGAIN YOU SHOULD BE MINDFUL OF THE RATING AND IF YOU'RE NOT INTO READING RATED M MATERIAL THEN WHY DID YOU EVEN START READING IT?!

Anyway I digress, please enjoy this lovely chapter, and I shall explain my late updates at the end of the chapter in my A/N. Thank you everyone for being patient with me. You're the best viewers I could ask for. 3

~Ashley Skye

Chapter 9: Add A Little Alcohol

My heart was left pounding rapidly in my chest from Jack's offer and suddenly I am being dragged to the bathroom with him. My face heats the moment he shuts the bathroom door behind us, sealing us in the all-white bathroom. The almost full moon beamed through the small window, which reflected off of Jack and I's pale skin. Immediately Jack begins to undress himself, this time I don't look away and I watch intently. He busies himself with his swimming bottoms and slowly he pulls them down. I am awe struck when he stands gloriously naked in front of me. From this I can now feel the heat radiating off of my body. I felt like I had just jumped inside a sauna. Jack begins to approach me and I stepped back, feeling slightly embarrassed by his nude state.

"Oh Elsa, you're as red as a cherry." He points out with a cute smile. I cover my face immediately and I force my eyes not to shift downwards.

"Jack I—" He shushes me with a question.

"Are you having second thoughts?" He mumbles with his same husky tone. I nod silently.

"We can wait till after dinner if you'd like. Maybe it'll be better." He offers. I nod in agreement, still without saying a word. I was speechless from the event. Oh my…

"I'll let you bathe alone. Let me know once you're done so I can jump in afterward. Will you prepare dinner while I'm occupied?" He asked with wide eyes. Damn it; don't give me those eyes Frost! I shout internally.

"Yeah, yeah." I mumble jokingly. "Now get out will you." I demand as I push him out of the bathroom. He has his swimming bottoms covering his crotch as he leaves. I giggle to myself at the scene.

Once he is gone I close the bathroom door and start a bath for myself. While the tub fills up, I slowly peel off my still wet swimsuit and undo my ponytail. After that the tub is nearly half full and I step in to ease myself into the warm water. I let out an audible sigh in content once I relax in the bath.

After a few minutes of lying there I start to scrub my body. I try to scrape off the excess sand off my feet, legs, and torso. Then I wash out all the salt water from my hair. Throughout the whole bath I am shaky. My nerves were still quaking from earlier events and I just couldn't get myself to sit still.

Eventually I washed myself entirely and I drained the water out of the tub once I stepped out. I wrapped one of the two towels that was laid out around me and opened the bathroom door.

"Jack! I'm done with my bath now." I call out to him across the cabin. I heard his voice approach from the master bedroom.

"Okay thanks!" He replies loudly as I hear him get out of the bed and walk out of the bedroom. Gradually his footsteps grew louder from behind me and as he walked by his hand gave me a swift smack on my bottom.

"Ow!" I shriek in surprise. Damn him. He chuckles from my sudden reaction.

"Make me dinner you beautiful woman." He ordered from afar. My face flushed instantly from his unexpected comment. Beautiful woman? Eventually I shrugged off the comment and entered the kitchen to begin preparing dinner. I busied myself with chopping a few vegetables and some raw chicken. I was planning on making chicken and rice soup for two. By the time Jack was done with his bath the soup was boiling in a small pot on the stove. I sat at the small table that was set up across from the kitchen and Jack casually strolled in with only pants on. I drank him in as his body was still dripping from the bath. He had his towel draped over his shoulder and he then took a seat across from me. I eyed his suspiciously, wondering if he had anything on his mind. It seemed like he did from his meeting gaze. I raised a condescending eyebrow.

"What?" He asked, confused by my expression.

"Oh nothing," I say simply with a smile.

Suddenly I heard the pot beginning to boil over onto the stove. I jumped up on instinct to run over to the pot and calm it down and turn down the heat settings. I let out a sigh in relief.

"So is dinner ready?" He asks as his voice comes near from behind me.

"Almost." I answer as I begin to stir the pot of soup around. "It needs about five more minutes."

I head back over to my seat and Jack does the same—following me around like a puppy dog in the process. I then decide to give him something to do.

"Hey Jack, check and see if there's anything to drink you want to prepare." I suggest. Jack nods and smiles, accepting my offer. He headed over back to the kitchen and checked the pot one more time before looking through the cabinets for anything to drink.

"Um, Elsa? We kind of have a problem." He drones quietly.

"What's the matter?" I ask.

"All there is in this house is tea and lots of alcohol." The sentence stuns me. What? I swiftly walked into the kitchen and opened every cabinet in the kitchen. I searched frantically.

"You're kidding me." I mumble. Jack then speaks up.

"Well I guess for tonight we have to settle for a nice glass of red wine." He adds as he holds up a large unopened bottle. On the label was a vineyard next to a large cottage. It looked expensive and probably old too. On a positive note, red wine only gets better with age. I sighed in defeat but made another suggestion.

"Or maybe I can just make a small pot of that tea in there." Jack's expression falls at my offer.

"Oh come on Elsa, haven't you ever drink alcohol before? You must be at least twenty years of age." He persuades but what he doesn't know is that I've never tried an alcoholic beverage before.

"Yes I am twenty, and don't forget that for almost all my life I was locked in my room, concealing my powers from the world, including my sister." I argued. Jack looks at me wide eyed but shakes his head.

"Right, sorry. But it doesn't hurt to try Elsa." He persists. I give in because he was right. I am of age to drink and red wine doesn't have too much alcohol in it so I won't be out of control. I've seen many drunken people in my day; they would always be the nuances at parties.

"Fine, fine." I muse. He smiles brightly and he turns back around to begin looking for a corkscrew. Luckily there was one in the drawers and carefully he popped open the bottle. Just from opening the bottom the smell of expensive red wine enveloped the room. It was heavenly and fresh. He then fetched two wine glasses from one of the cabinets and poured a generous amount of wine in each glass. After we finish setting up the table, the soup on the stove is finished and ready to be served. I search for a ladle and poured the hot soup into two bowls.

Once all prepared, Jack and I took our seats across from each other at the small table. Without a word we sat there in an awkward silence. The steam of the soup fogged my vision of him. He was fiddling with his wine glass, casually swirling the liquid around with his fingers on the stem. Then he took a small sip of it. He raised an eyebrow from the taste but he was determined to fix something about it. Suddenly the glass grows a film of ice over it. My eyes widen on contact. Once again he takes a sip and smiles afterward.

"Ah, that's much better." He comments to himself.

"You chilled the wine?" I asked skeptically and he nodded. I then proceeded to do so, my delicate fingers casted an icy sheet over the glass and it cooled instantly. Hesitantly with my eyes still on Jack I take a small sip. As the liquid rolls down my throat it leaves behind a slight burning sensation. It warmed me internally and it was so satisfying to the taste. I smiled towards Jack to show my fondness. He smiled back.

Silently we both began eating the soup. He complimented my cooking skills which ended up stirring up a conversation. I spoke about my past here and there but I tried not to give too much away. Jack spoke about a few adventures that he's had in the past. All seemed well and I was beginning to feel more comfortable around him.

I continued to sip at my wine, it was delicious and my face was starting to feel warm from it. After a few more minutes of speaking, Jack and I were on our second glass of wine. He poured each of our glasses as he continued to speak.

"So, tell me more about this rebel stage of yours." He mentions. My head perks up from my glass. Before I speak up I swallow the sip of wine.

"Oh Jack, it's nothing of your concern, really. It was just a time in my life where things were crumbling and I just wanted to get away from the world. Thankfully I overcame it and that it shaped me into the person that I am today." I spoke as the burning of the wine tingled in my throat. Once the wine sank to my belly it warmed me everywhere. I can get used to this feeling.

"Oh, I see," He says, looks down into his almost empty soup bowl and still feeling curious.

Jack and I spoke for hours and by the time we were finished the sky was completely black and the moon was hung high. It was almost full and enchanting. We stepped outside and onto the porch—me, having my third glass of wine in hand and Jack had his fourth. I was a little wobbly with my footing but luckily I was still able to handle myself. Jack was flushed and his eyes were drunken and lustful. We both took a seat on the porch steps. Jack then pulled me in closer, burying his nose into my recently washed hair. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent.

"Elsa…" He mumbled my name. His voice rumbled through my senses and it always caught me off guard. Jack then pulled me into his lap and put me in between his legs. His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me in close. With my wine glass still in hand, I took another generous sip. The warmth of the alcohol spread through me, igniting my nerves from his electrifying touch. His touch was becoming an addiction for me as time passed. Each slug of wine created a tug in my core to him. I blushed into my glass just thinking about him. Maybe drinking around him isn't such a good idea! My sub-conscience sneers at me. Why does it matter? What's the worst that can happen? I bicker back with my inner thoughts.

You could get pregnant.

The thought comes barging in without my permission. The thought itself catches me off guard and I try my best to shrug it off. No, no, getting pregnant is priority. I retort back silently. I am now battling my own inner thoughts. I must be going mad. Then Jack's voice snaps me back to my reverie.

"Elsa..?" He calls quietly.

"Yes Jack?" I reply as I turn and face him, and without a word his lips come crashing to mine. On impact I am taken by him and all my thoughts are erased from earlier. My heart flutters in my chest as he pulls me in closer to him. His lips faintly taste of alcohol and it mixes with his minty scent. I drink him in with my lips as his hand tangles into my unruly blonde locks, his other hand sliding up my blouse. His cold touch sends goose bumps all along my back. I am in awe of him. I think I love him.

Suddenly with one swift movement I am swept off my feet. Literally. Our wine glasses are left behind on the porch as Jack carries me bridal-style down the hallway. My face flushes red as I notice the fact that Jack is taking me to the bedroom. My heartbeat quickens instantly as we enter the dark room. He sets me down on the bed and turns back around to light the candles. Soon enough the room was illuminated by the candlelight. It was soft on the eyes yet it also set the mood. Jack then gets down on his knees and slowly his hands wander over to the hem of my skirt. My eyes dart down to him and on Jack's face is a menacing smirk. My heart practically jumps in my chest. Slowly he pulls off my skirt and I comply silently. Quietly he orders me to slip off my blouse and lay on my back afterward. I obey and I do as he says while I keep my eyes on him. Jack came closer and set his hands on my knees—my legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Gently he spread my legs apart. I would bet that at that moment my face lit up a deep crimson; though to my surprise it made me anxious. My heart was in my throat as my insides tightened in anticipation. His hand then caressed my inner thigh, in response my breath hitched. His index finger began to teasingly trace small circles around my nether regions, thus eliciting a protesting groan from me. Quickly he drew himself upward and his fingers suddenly hooked around my underwear. I flashed him a look of shock and he grins reassuringly.

"May I?" He asks politely. I wasn't sure if he could tell from the dim light but my face seemed to have grown redder. My body felt as if it had been drowned in hot water. The warmth of the alcohol mixed with the steamy events occurring is a heated combination. I answered Jack's question with a swift nod and slowly he removed my underwear.

The air enveloped my bare skin and I felt completely exposed to my husband. Jack smiled fondly as his fingers found my public hair. I gasped, my face heating in the process.

"I like this." He murmurs and to my surprise his index finger pushes past my heated folds. I tilt my head back as a low groan escapes me.

"And this," he adds with a growl. Oh my, his cold touch against my warmth. Such a delicious mixture. My swarming thoughts disappear and my head is practically swimming from the alcohol. Slowly, Jack lowers back to his knees and pushes my legs apart. My eyes widen in fright. No Jack! He then hangs both of my legs over his shoulders and soon enough his face nears my sex. His cool exhales send my body trembling.

"J-Jack." I mutter my voice almost a whisper.

"Shh," He quieted me. "It'll be okay, my Queen."

My Queen. The word sends a zap through me. I am his Queen, as well as his wife. The alcohol spaced me out for a moment but I was pulled back to reality once I felt a hot, wet touch against my clit. My body twitched in Jack's grip as I groaned softly. Without another word he drove his tongue as deep as he could; piercing my womanhood. Jack continues to keep his eyes on me. He wanted to see me crumble in his grip, and I did as he continued to swirl his tongue around my core. I clutched on to the bed sheets for some sort of leverage, my heart feeling as if it's going to fail me at any given moment.

I call out his name in reaction to the tip of his tongue rolling over my swollen bundle of nerves. I was in awe of him and how his touch drove me mad. The pleasure was already building inside me and I have no clue as to when I will fall off the edge. Silently, Jack releases my sex and lifts his gaze to mine. The drunken glimmer in his eyes pulls me in. I sit back up to meet his face and slowly I pressed my lips against his. I could faintly taste myself as his tongue met mine. The taste of me mixed with wine was divine.

"Oh Elsa… I must have you now." He utters between our passionate kiss. The kiss finally breaks and I softly rest my forehead against his.

"You already have me… You have all of me, Jack Frost." I whisper for only him to hear. He smiles widely as I do the same. Suddenly Jack's hands snake around me and unhook my corset. It falls sheepishly onto the floor, Jack, without another word leans down and takes my hardened nipple into his mouth. I gasp softly as his warm tongue begins to flick over the swollen nub. My insides tighten again as warmth pools all over my body. He then tugs at my nipple with his teeth, which elicits a whimper from me. His free hand fondles the other gently. All while he does this my hands fall to his white locks. I begin to run my fingers through his lush, just washed hair. I tugged gently at his hair as the pleasure of his actions send me sky high. After a few more minutes he stands back up. His erection was visible through his pants. It didn't leave much for the imagination, but quickly he pried open his trouser buttons and slips off both his pants and undergarments. Finally, he is revealed to me and it is my first time setting my eyes on his impressive length. I swallow hard once my nerves start to settle in. My heart beating faster than ever before and my breathing became ragged once again.

"It'll be okay Elsa. I won't hurt you, and we can stop whenever you want to." He drew himself a little closer and his hand found my warm cheek. He caressed it softly and I suddenly felt more relaxed. I trust Jack. I nodded silently as a smile creeps upon my face. With that he slowly gets on top of me. I keep my eyes on his face, not daring to look anywhere else.

"Ready?"

"Yes," I mumbled breathlessly, and with that I felt his tip prod at my entrance and slowly he inched deeper and deeper into me. The pain was dull yet it subsided away quickly, I can guess that the alcohol is benefiting the pain. Jack's length filled me to the brim; he let out a low growl once he was completely in me. My nails dug into his shoulders as I held onto them for leverage.

"Oh Jack," I groan his name softly as he begins to move inside me. His thrusts are gentle at first. He very slowly pulls himself out of me but pushes it back in completely. He continued to do this until we both felt comfortable. But soon his thrusts grew stronger and faster. I yelp out in pleasure when he rams into me deeply. Jack's eyes are electrifying, two blue orbs storming with lust and pleasure. He was full of so much fire and I loved every minute of it. My eyes shut tightly as his member drove into me with such force. The bed moved with his rhythmic thrusts and slowly I felt the pleasure begin to build inside me.

Jack's free hand found my clit and began to massage it along with his thrusts. The combination of his touch and pounding member causes me to moan in sweet ecstasy. The building pleasure inside me rises at a dangerous speed; I am unable to control it. Jack has me right where he wants. His ragged breathing fans over my chest; it is a cool sensation that gives me some relief of my body heat. We both break out into a cold sweat and the cabin around us rattled against the strong gusts of wind outside.

"Oh Elsa…" Jack manages to choke out between his soft gasps. He is not too far from the edge and I feel his length throb inside me. His thrusts are long and full as his fingers circle my clit. My breaths get more and more shallow and before I know it, I am breathless. My head tilts back, collective moans and incoherent words escape me. I feel myself constrict around his length as my orgasm washes over me. Jack finds his release not to long after and he groans loudly. Warmth shoots through me as he empties himself inside me. We both pant in sync with one another from our dirty deed.

Suddenly the bedroom window bursts open and gusts of icy wind breech the cabin. It felt like a blizzard was brewing on the island. Was that our fault? I ask myself as I am left limp on the bed. Jack collapses gently on top of me. His breaths are heavy against my hair. He plants a kiss on my forehead and then one on my lush lips. The loud gusts of wind are ignored but once Jack gathers some energy to stand he walks over to the window and seals it with ice. I roll my eyes.

"Was that necessary?" I ask with a giggle.

"Yes, yes it was." He answers simply. We are back to normal, and nothing felt awkward between us. Slowly I wrap the sheets around me and pat the empty side to invite him in. He obliges and without a word he is pulling me close to him. He nuzzles my unruly hair and I smile wryly.

"I love you Jack." I whisper in the silent room. Jack's arms envelop me and he pulls me closer to his naked body.

"I love you too Elsa." He mumbles sleepily. Jack's lips then press to my neck and slowly plants butterfly kisses all the way down to my shoulder. I finally close my eyes and I try to concentrate on the sound of the subsiding blizzard outside. The night soon became calm and quiet, as did Jack and I. Finally we fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing.

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Little did we know that our story was only just beginning.

A/N: *Squee* Did you enjoy it? I will admit I've written better and there is more smut to be in the future chapters~

My apology: I'm sorry for making false promises. It's a habit of mine that I really need to fix. Writers block is a b*tch and I don't enjoy it. I hate making you guys wait but I always promise you guys that I WILL update eventually. I never fail to do that, and I never will. And that is a promise that I know I will keep! Anyways, new chapters will be coming in when I finish them. It may take some time but I will be updating within a month (or two the latest!). I need to focus mostly on getting a job now. So wish me luck out there. Thank you all for staying by my side and patiently waiting. I love you all!

~Ashley Skye